Novel & Cerita Possessed Hunter

This is the second part of the Trilogy, which focuses on Hunter. Who's Hunter? Hunter is the firstborn son of the infamous Beast, a hybrid of an Undead and a werewolf. The rightful heir of both the Pack and the Deads. But he doesn't want to take over the packs yet. He wants to meet his mate first. He has been watching his parents' relationship all his life and at the age of 25 he's desperately craving a mate of his own. He yearns for what his parents have.

The guy trembled as I Roared in the basement. "I was not following her?" tch tch he will die soon if he lies like this. I took out my gun and pointed it in his head. "If you wanna live, tell me the truth bastard," I spoke calmly this time and he was still shivering. "I have been observing her for so many days, I just wanted to have her for a night." how dare he think that way about a woman, and that too about Luna. no one has the right to think that way about her.

But they never came back. When I went looking for them, I found nothing. No bodies. No scent trail. Only the lingering stench of death and the cruel reality that they were gone forever. I searched for years, trying to uncover who was behind it. But the answers remained out of reach. Still, I know one thing for sure. It was a hunter. A ruthless killer who preys on supernatural creatures like sport. He moves in the shadows, striking whenever he gets the chance. I have seen the aftermath of his work, bodies drained of blood, throat slit, and ashes scattered like dust. And I swear on my blood, on my soul, on everything I am… I will find that bastard. And when I do, his death will be slow. Agoniz

One clutched the edge of her shirt with white-knuckled hands. Moira didn’t flinch. “Last opponent.” From the far gate emerged a wolf unlike the others—old, silvered, massive. Not a trainee. A hunter. Every muscle moved with deliberate power. Its fur shimmered like iron beneath moonlight, and its gaze glinted with something more than challenge: approval. Recognition. As if it saw something ancient inside Nuri and welcomed it. The moment its paws touched the arena floor, the air shifted. Thickened.

Finally, with one last desperate attempt to break free, the brute collapsed, lifeless. Hunter stepped off the brute’s back, his breathing heavy but controlled. He kicked the body aside, sending it sprawling to the ground. Then, he turned his gaze to Giovanni’s group. For a moment, Giovanni froze, his smirk fading as he caught sight of Hunter’s face. His eyes had changed—now glowing with a striking golden hue, tinged with emerald, burning with fury. Despite the punishment he had endured earlier, Hunter stood tall, his presence commanding and unbroken.

"But -" "Lillith, listen to me. Would you have found him if he’d been Taken?" She nodded, wiping her wet cheek on her knee. Nick being Taken, becoming one of the countless people that had stepped too close to a dark corner and become, for lack of a better word, possessed by a shade, was our biggest fear. When they took hold of your body they forced you from it, sending your wandering soul to the other world whilst they used your flesh to fight the rest of us in the light of day. It was these faces that Lillith searched, trying to find our brother.

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

Very confused and a bit concerned she had lost her mind I continued questioning her, “What do you mean your a hybrid? How can you be? My dad was a Hunter and Hunters are human. It doesn’t make any sense!” Elly explained, “Think about it. Yes Hunter’s are generally considered human but that isn’t really the case. They are stronger, more agile and faster than humans. They attribute this to their training but in reality it is their every blood that allows it.” “How do you know all this?” I asked. “Because inner beasts are intrinsically born knowing who and what they are. The Moon Goddess herself bestows this information to us.” “Okay than what are we? Obviously we are werewolves but what truly

He can't even see the mf that just talked "Show yourself !'Hutton gritted still on the tree A dry laughter was his response.. "Who..."a gunshot cut his statement short. Hutton let out a lit groan as the bullet hit his arm "The fūck !?"his eyes roamed around the tree looking for the shooter His eyes landed on a man holding a sniper gun like him.. "Shît..". Antonio gave out a small grin as he pulled the trigger. Quickly Hutton let himself crash on the ground

His Possession. THE END.